Guess who got 70% on her stats test? This girl did! Yay! The picture is really blurry but it’s the best I could do with my cell phone. That was pretty much the high point of the day.
The rest of the day has been spent trying not to sabotage myself. I can usually make it until about 5:30pm but then all bets are off. Today’s a new record. It’s 6:45pm and so far so good. I feel like I’m starting to break down but I’m hoping that if I keep busy for a couple hours I can do this.
(^ I’m the little train lol.)
Today has been a friggin good day. Nothing amazing happened but nothing terrible happened either. I just feel good today. I’m trying to study and make some notes for an upcoming midterm but I’m a little distracted. I just has a text conversation with Sarah about the X-files and now all I can think of is Fox Mulder and Dana Scully.
So yeah, all I want to do is watch the X-files because Mulder and Scully and amazing and about 1,000,000,000 times more interesting than studying. I see an X-files marathon in my near future. It’s going to be great!
For the last couple nights I’ve been having the weirdest dreams. They don’t really have anything in common except that there is something wrong with my eyes and I can’t see right. Everything is really blurry and it hurts to open them for a long time. It feels like I’m trying to focus on something but someone is shining a light in my eyes and the muscles behind my eyes is really straining to see something. It’s weird and the dreams are kind of disturbing. I’m only mentioning this because today my horoscope said this:
So I did some digging through my dream dictionary and I think that what it could represent is “obstacles in your path or a critical view” or it could suggest “your refusal to see the truth about something”
I think it’s kind of funny how much I listen to my horoscope but I thought this was interesting and kind of accurate. Dreams are weird.
I hate waiting. The guy from Bell was supposed to be here between 8am and 12. It’s almost 1pm and no one’s here yet. I got up at 6 so I could unpack and clean my room. I ran out of time to shower so I’ve been sitting here feeling grosser and grosser with every passing hour. I don’t know when I should give up and get on with my day. Is there a time when you can just assume that no one’s coming? I know that as soon as I get in the shower this guy will show up. I don’t know what to do. With all this time I’ve collected all my neat things and put them together on my desk. Here they are.
I broke my sock monkey cup when I came back from Christmas so now it’s a fun pencil holder. Which reminds me, I think I’m going to start making sock monkeys this summer. I don’t know what I’ll do with them but I’ll think of something. Good stuff.
note: No one ever came to hook up the phone. I sat here for 10 hours for nothing. I guess I’ll try again tomorrow.